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Chapter 113: Serious Trading

When he arrived at the school gate, Nan Feng couldn't wait to get news about Su Xiaolu from the security guard. But to his surprise, the uncle did not appear in the security guard.

The door was empty, so Nan Feng had to enter the school obediently.

During lunch, Nan Feng came to the school gate again without giving up, but he still didn't see the old man. This is a bit unreasonable. Others don't know about it, but the old man is familiar with him. This guy is idle all day long and likes to jump around in the yard if he has nothing to do. It doesn't matter that he can't find anyone for most of the day.

Nan Feng couldn't figure it out, but he was helpless.

Until it was almost time for school, Nan Feng listened boredly to Lao Wang talking about "Encouraging Learning", while looking around boredly. Suddenly, a familiar old face reflected on the window, and he was winking at Nan Feng.

It's the security guard, and Nan Feng is waiting.

At this moment, he could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart. He hurriedly pulled four Bao Huazi and raised his hand to signal that he wanted to go to the bathroom.

Lao Wang muttered something, "Lag people have a lot of shit and urine...", a little unhappy, and did not make things difficult for Nan Feng. Nan Feng ran out happily.

When I arrived in the aisle, the old man saw that Nan Feng had come out in advance. He looked around in a daze, as if he was afraid that someone would monitor him.

Before Nan Feng could speak, the old man pulled Nan Feng over, ran in panic, and pulled him to a corner of the men's bathroom.

"Uncle..., let's not..." Nan Feng complained speechlessly, feeling that the uncle was too cautious, "Isn't it just telling me some news, it's like a spy joint."

"What do you know? If you are caught, you will be done." The old man's nerves were still tense, "Have you brought the things?"

"Ah?" Nan Feng was amused by the old man's posture at first, and he didn't react for a while, "I brought it, I brought it."

Nan Feng then took out four packs of Huazi from his pocket.

"He's a real person." The old man took the cigarette in Nan Feng's hand and stroked the smooth touch of the edge of the red hard shell, as if he was playing with some treasure. "This is the news you want, and the last place the girl went to was here."

The old man immediately handed over a note, which contained an address, which was a famous unfinished building in the city. It is said that the boss's capital chain was broken, and he fled abroad with his mistress and took money. Some time ago, there was a lot of controversy, and he reported this everywhere, and Nan Feng knew about it.

The moment he saw the address, Nan Feng's originally soothing thoughts suddenly became tense again.

Didn’t Su Xiaoxiang go to Portugal? How could he suddenly appear in an unfinished building in Beijing? Nan Feng became a little messy, and his whole body was covered with a strong sense of uneasiness.

"Uncle, are you sure this news is fine?" Nan Feng was a little disbelief. This was not the news he hoped to get.

"Oh~, when did the uncle fool you? This girl finally went here. I also found the taxi driver who took her to. Yes, it's here."

There was no hesitation in the old man's tone, and he was very confident, which made Nan Feng feel even more uncomfortable. Countless evidence was developing in the direction the little devil said. No matter how unwilling Nan Feng was to believe Lu Mingze's words before, he was very shaken at this moment.

It seemed that he did not realize that Nan Feng's sudden expression was depressed, and the old man's tone suddenly became a little solemn, "Okay, today's 'transaction' has ended here. Don't tell others that we have met."

The old man looked solemn, and he protected Huazi in his arms, pulled open his coat, buried his face deeply, and then evacuated at the speed of light, as if he didn't want people to see his appearance.

Once again, Nan Feng was left alone in the toilet and thinking about life.

In just a few seconds, Nan Feng's thoughts flew to where they flew. At this moment, his mind was like mud, completely messy.

He couldn't help but feel that last night's dream was probably real. This feeling became stronger and stronger, like a tree root intertwined, slowly spreading in Nanfeng's new house, and finally rooted in his heart.

While Nan Feng was in a state of confusion, the old man turned back again and pulled him back to reality.

"I forgot to tell you something." The old man was a little panting. In less than half a minute, he had already run back and forth between the first and fourth floors. "I noticed this girl in red recently. When she saw her turn around and ran away, don't stop at all."

The old man took out a photo from his pocket again. There was a girl in a red leather jacket standing in front of an American luxury villa, smiling wantonly.

"Uh..., why?" Nan Feng was a little confused at this moment. Hearing the uncle's inexplicable words, he didn't react for a while.

"What do you care about so much? Just remember it." The old man said solemnly, not giving Nan Feng any chance to speak. "It's up to you, I'll make it clear."

After the old man finished speaking, he buried his head in his coat again and hurriedly ran out.

Looking at the old man's back as he was leaving, Nan Feng hurried out of the toilet, but not chasing the old man's pace, but immediately going to the unfinished building, where it seemed that the source of all the current conflicts was hidden.

...

Inside the Rolls-Royce outside the school gate, Chen Siyan listened carefully to the conversation between her grandfather and a strange boy, and said, "Have you brought something?" She was sure that it was the cigarette this guy brought to her grandfather.

She threw away the headphones in her hand angrily, and secretly swears in her heart that she should not catch this guy, and that he must look good at that time.

This is the granddaughter of the old man's nickname "Erniu".

Although the old man has been very cautious about this matter, his years of "oldering" career still makes him somewhat "disconnected" from the world. His anti-reconnaissance methods are still in the 1980s - when he was still active in the mixed-race world of China.

Chen Siyan has dozens of ways to get the conversation between the two without her grandfather's slightest notice. If it weren't for the tight time, she would have caught Nan Feng on the spot and directly "reformed the Dharma on the spot".

Chen Siyan slowly opened the car door and walked towards the school gate. At this time, it was the easiest time to intercept the "stolen goods" from her grandfather.

...

Nan Feng hurried out of the school. When he was at the school gate, Nan Feng saw a woman in red looking for something in the security room.

The old man next to him acted as if he would not obey his death and would never bow his head to the "evil forces", like a warrior who was generous to the righteous.

Seeing Nan Feng passing by, he inadvertently showed a hint of pride. It was obvious that Chen Siyan did not find the batch of "stolen goods" from the uncle. You are still your uncle.

When my wife was still there, the couple had a lot of "fought wits and courage" for Yan's affairs. They had already gained experience in fighting, and it was easy to deal with a little girl.

Nan Feng didn't know the trick inside and didn't dare to ask too much. He had some urgent matters and couldn't care about so much.

Unfinished building.

A girl with dark red hair was standing in front of the dilapidated unfinished house in front of her, looking at the pile of broken bricks and tiles on the ground and fell into deep thought.
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